Birthday, Baseball and Me

So I was up until midnight last night. First I couldn’t find my purse and then I was searching high and low for baseball tickets for game I’m not even going to. But Madison is, so they had to be found. Not surprisingly they were in the last place that I would have possibly looked for them.

So at about 10 o’clock last night I was settling in to go to bed when I remembered the birthday party that Gracie and Michael are supposed to be going to today. I had no idea what time it was supposed to start and no clue where the invitation was. It was too late to call the birthday mom, but let’s be real… my pride wasn’t going to let me do that anyway.

After another two hours of searching every bag I own, I found it. The kids will be going to their party and I feel kind of ridiculous.

But you know what? At the end of it all, I’m pretty proud of myself for not giving up. Oh yeah, and my purses are cleaned out too!

And we’re off to buy a gift for the birthday girl.